Brittany Ferries has always been one of my favourite places.
From sleeping out on deck to piano accompanied dinners.
Bowls of fresh prawns to the sweetest of coffees.
Sobbing in the kids cinema to the mystical awakening of their alarm call.
Every crossing leaves lasting memories.
Waking up in France. Bien sûr. The most dreamy.
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It has been a while since I have posted on here. Holidays in France, a camera full of photos and a lot of rain later and it is time to begin again.
Firstly, I turned twenty six in the Manuel’s beautiful home in France. Annie was painting the house for her new Annie Sloan book, so I am unable to share any images yet – but bathtubs in bedrooms, foxgloves in vases and large open fires made it feel like sleeping in World of Interiors – only better.
This time, Hugo and I managed to return with:
– Boxes of Pont-l’eveque
– (A few) two euro bottles of wine
– Jars of Petit Pois
– Petit Marseillais Soap
…and papier mache letters spelling JURNAUX (anagrams welcome)
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